The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

"Zhou, Assistant Zhou, why are you here?"    

"What do you think?" Zhou Jinhao sighed. "The one inside is the serious Mrs. Gu. It's such a big occasion today. If I'm not here, where am I? "    

"So, Gu, Director Gu is here too?"    

"Yes, not only here, he also asked me to come out and deal with you. "    

Qi Na's face instantly turned pale. She clenched the chain in her hand tightly and felt a cold sensation on her back.    

She hated Huo Niannian very much, but she had lost her job for so many years because of her. To her, it was a double loss.    

"Assistant Zhou, don't tell Director Gu that it's me. Don't. . . "    

"Impossible. "    

Zhou Jinhao interrupted her, showing no mercy.    

"Since you were able to sneak into the scene and cause trouble, you should know the consequences. To think that I recommended you to President. "    

"Yes, that's right. "    

Qi Na thought of something and quickly grabbed the corner of Zhou Jinhao's clothes. She softened her tone and begged.    

"I've signed a contract with the company for several years. You should know my business ability. I. . . "    

"You take care of yourself. "    

Zhou Jinhao glanced at her before striding in, leaving behind a few words.    

This scene completely fell into Xia Xiaolin's eyes in the corner, including Qi Na's resentful gaze at the end.    

That's right, Qi Na was intentionally placed in the exhibition hall in front of her.    

Otherwise, the security of this press conference was so strict, and she didn't even have an invitation card, so how could she sneak in?    

The goal was to prevent the press conference from going smoothly. Even if it failed, there would only be one more person who hated Huo Niannian.    

No matter what, it would be beneficial to her in the end.    

There was no one else interfering at the scene, and the process went much smoother.    

When Huo Niannian finished explaining the theme of the design and the curtain curtain curtain with the other models, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience.    

She secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Although there was a little interlude, it was finally completed.    

The host walked onto the T stage again and held the microphone to remind her.    

"The press conference for this new product has ended here. Thank you for participating in the viewing. Please do as you wish next time. "    

Taking advantage of the fact that it was over, Zhou Jinhao squeezed back to Gu Tingshen's side and lowered his voice.    

"President, the person has been dealt with. It's the model signed by our company, Qi Na. "    

Qi Na. . .    

Gu Tingshen frowned. He felt that the name was a little familiar.    

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he remembered that his little woman had been sulking with him outside that day. He pursed his lips and said faintly.    

"You know how to deal with it. "    

After saying that, he stood up from his seat and walked to the stage. He half wrapped his arm around Huo Niannian's waist.    

"How is it? I told you there was no problem. "    

"How could there be no problem?" Huo Niannian pouted and leaned into his arms. "Just now, there was another person who came in to object. Looks like I have to consider the salary of the security guards at the scene. "    

Gu Tingshen's eyes doted on Huo Niannian. Behind him, he stroked Huo Niannian's cheek hair to the back of her ear.    

"Zhou Jinhao has already taken care of it. "    

"Who is it? Do I know him?"    

"He has already been dealt with. He will never appear in S City again. "    

Huo Niannian stared at Gu Tingshen. She felt that he was only halfway through his sentence. Just as she was about to ask, she saw two people walking towards her.    

"Ding Miss, I said I didn't see you just now. "    

Ding Ruirui smiled lightly and said softly.    

"I came very early, but I didn't come in from the front door. Your new design is very good. "